The rebels' scattered cavalry chased them for a while, but failed to catch up. Firstly, the terrain was unknown, and secondly, they were too close to Jiaguan. Zhao Bohai was worried about being ambushed, so he withdrew his troops early. The garrison at Jiaguan was the biggest enemy, so he did not worry about it. Huashan Sect takes it to heart.
The army was in turmoil, and patrols were constantly coming and going. The Huashan sect had a strong influence in Jiaguan. Every time Chaojiashi showed a token and asked a few questions, he was allowed to go without anyone embarrassing them. Guo Chuanlin watched with cold eyes and noticed that the front of the token was engraved with a rough and powerful image of a sword coming out of Huashan Mountain, and there was a scrawled inscription on the back, which seemed to be indecipherable but not clear.
A few miles away from Jiaguan, it was already an important garrison. The token of "Sword Leaving Huashan" didn't work very well. My mouth was dry when I talked about the handlebar style, and veins popped out on my forehead. The big man jumped out of the car and took it out of his sleeve. Half a piece of tiger talisman and a few words in a low voice relieved the immediate emergency.
Before nightfall, the group of people passed the pass.
Geling Town is located to the east of Jiaguan, with mountains on its back and rivers on its side, and is crowded with people. It is a distribution center for buying and selling with a radius of hundreds of miles. Walking south along the noisy Qingshi Street, passing Yaowang Temple and Luoma Market, there is a large courtyard facing east from the west, with a escort flag with a yellow background and a red dragon erected in front of the door.
That was the Chilong Escort Agency, the premier escort agency in Geling Town.
The carriage stopped at the door of the Escort Bureau. The handlebar type jumped off the ground nimbly and let out a long sigh of relief. A capable rider came forward and greeted with a smile on his face: "Senior Brother Hong is back!" Nodding, he raised the curtain and let Master and Junior Sister get out of the car.
"Uncle Li, Junior Sister!" Tian Zi took the curtain half a step forward and unexpectedly discovered that there was a young man with deep eyes and nose in the car. His face was very strange. He had never seen it before.
The chief bodyguard of the Chilong Escort Bureau is a disciple of the Huashan School. His surname is Liu Mingyue, who is known as the "Shadowless Sword" in the world. The executioner was his youngest son Liu Ying, who is the most clever person. There are hundreds of people in the Huashan School. Remember clearly. This time, all the elite leaders of the Huashan faction sent out in three groups to go to Jiaguan to help the court suppress the rebellion. The place to stay was the Chilong Escort Agency in Geling Town. The "Master Li" in Liu Ying's mouth is Li Yizhu, the eldest disciple of the Huashan Sect, the pretty girl is his daughter Li Qixian, and the driver is his apprentice Hong Kun.
Li Yizhu patted Guo Chuanlin on the shoulder and said, "Come on, follow me to see the leader."
Li Qixian was about to follow her to watch the excitement, but Hong Kun pulled her sleeve in time.
"What's wrong?" Li Qixian was a little dissatisfied, but she knew that her senior brother was always calm and mature and would not stop him without reason.
Hong Kun watched his master disappear into the escort agency and lowered his voice to explain: "Junior sister, he is from the Qingcheng sect. The leader has something to ask him. We juniors should not get involved."
Li Qixian was stunned for a moment, knowing that he was right, and don't listen to what you shouldn't hear. She was just curious about Guo Chuanlin, but she didn't expect that his other identity, the grudges between the Huashan Sect and the Qingcheng Sect, seemed to have something to do with it. The unspeakable inside story was rarely mentioned by anyone, and she really shouldn't get involved.
Liu Ying was also a human spirit, so he pretended not to know and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Hong and Junior Sister Li rushed here non-stop from Guliang City. It's been a hard journey. Why don't we go back to our room to rest first and chat slowly if we have anything to say."
Hong Kun nodded, suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Is Uncle Master back?"
"I took the waterway to Geling Town yesterday afternoon. The boss personally went to the river to pick up the boat. The old man was seriously injured."
The "grand uncle" mentioned by Hong Kun was Qiu Zhuye, the senior brother of Li Shi, the leader of the Huashan Sect, the "Taiyue Divine Sword". Qiu Zhuye, nicknamed "Double Master of Palm and Sword", was lazy by nature and intolerant of chores. Twenty years ago, he gave up the position of leader to his junior brother. Since then, he has indulged in martial arts and lived in seclusion. The head of the Huashan faction went to Jiaguan to assist the imperial court in suppressing the rebellion. They originally did not intend to alarm him, but Qiu Zhuye had been thinking about it for a long time. Liu Yue, the head of the Chilong Escort Bureau, was his direct disciple and offered to suppress the faction. Unexpectedly, they had a bad start and encountered the remnants of the Qingcheng Sect in Guliang City, but they returned defeated.
Half of his injuries were caused by Han Bing's Heart-Destroying Palm, and half were caused by his own anger.
Brothers Hong and Li followed Liu Ying through the martial arts training ground and walked towards the west wing of the Escort Bureau. Li Qixian deliberately slowed down and fell behind. When they were not paying attention, he ran away without a trace.
She walked back along the gravel path, around to the northeast corner of the martial arts training ground, passed through a flower-bedecked tea rack, and arrived outside Qin Rong's room. She was leaning against the half-opened window, rustlingly folding a piece of paper. She looked frail and coughed lightly from time to time.
"Hi!" Li Qixian came out of the blue and said hello.
Qin Rong was startled. He looked up and saw her. He touched his chest and said angrily, "What are you doing? Are you trying to scare people?"
Li Qixian waved his hand, said hello cheerfully, and said with a smile: "Sister Qin, what are you playing at?"
"Origami, I want to fold a crane." Qin Rong showed her the half-folded paper crane. It was not completely completed yet. The prototype looked like a big bird flying high, with layers upon layers, which was extremely complicated.
Li Qixian said flatly: "You have always been skillful, but I don't have much patience. By the way, I saw Sister Qin's savior. Dad took him back to the escort agency, and now I'm going to meet the boss."
Qin Rong's eyes flashed, and he asked subconsciously: "How is he...?"
"Well, he is not the kind of flattering white-faced scholar. He has a bit of barbarian blood. He is very tough and has a fierce look. You can tell he is a rebel at a glance."
"I'm asking if he is injured!"
Li Qixian chuckled and said, "My father brought him back after he was knocked unconscious. He's already fine. Sister Qin, you seem to care about him?"
Qin Rong coughed twice and said calmly: "If you receive a drop of water from someone, you should repay it with a spring of water. He saved our family's lives from the rebels. Naturally, I should be concerned. I have already reported it to the boss. Please ask the old man to put him into the door wall."
"The leader is senior and will not accept any more disciples. Otherwise, wouldn't he be called junior uncle? Sister Qin, who do you want him to be a disciple of?"
"As long as he can join the Huashan Sect, who will be his disciple is not his destiny?"
"Hehe, it's best for my father to accept him as his apprentice, so that I have an additional junior brother!"
The two chatted through the window, and the wind blew in waves, caressing their faces like gentle hands. Li Qixian rolled his eyes and added without thinking: "Sister Qin, you probably don't know that the little rebel who saved your life has become a disciple of the Qingcheng sect and followed Han Bing to learn from the Qingcheng sect. Internal swordsmanship."
Qin Rong was smart. Although she didn’t know about the koan between the Huashan sect and the Qingcheng sect, there must be something wrong with Li Qixian’s words. She smiled softly and said, “If you can’t join the Huashan sect, it’s because of his fate.” Qian, if I don’t have this blessing, I’ll beg Master to take him to the Immortal City to find a career, which is better than hanging out among the rebels and risking my life.”
Li Qixian stuck out his tongue and thought to himself: "Sister Qin looks weak, but she is stubborn. Since the leader promised to help her break off the worldly bond, he must accept Guo Chuanlin, otherwise his achievements will be ruined. No way!" She was a little jealous in her heart, why could Qin Rong be worshiped in the Immortal City, but she could only stay in the Huashan Sect? How is she worse than Qin Rong? That's all, everyone has their own fate, they can't earn it, they can't beat it, for her sake, take good care of Guo Chuanlin from now on, leave some affection, and be able to talk to him in the future.
Qin Rong put the half-folded paper crane into his arms, looked at the blue sky, and frowned thoughtfully.
